yes

 

not sure what it is if it's not just everything..

that little yellow chair for starters.

and the liquid chocolate walls.

but let's all punch ourselves in the neck over that box in front of the bed that holds the most important thing in the universe..

a television.

 

 i would never ever leave this room.

 

 

speaking of TV.

season 2 of the best show ever, downton abbey, airs this sunday on PBS.

if you haven't seen season 1 then i encourage you to take the next 6 hours to watch it here.

if you already watch then you are in for a treat tomorrow..

so come back here.

for your treat.

 

 

 

 

FUCK YEAH I'M BACK!

2012!

that sounds really futuristic.

doesn't it?

especially if you say it twenty-twelve.

in which case you should punch yourself in the boobs.

 

i am not a big resolution person,

mostly bc that's an awful lot of pressure to put on yourself.

sure, i can say that i want to watch less the bachelor and more the science channel...

and that is an admirable goal bc it means i will become smarter at science but-

it also means that you will not be laughing along with my bachelor tweets and that is not helping you meet your resolution of laughing more.

 

 

but seriously, i do have some personal resolutions this year though i prefer to call them goals.

they aren't totally hashed out yet however, i will probably get around to it mid-march-ish.

 

it's good to be back here with you.

i missed you.

it feels like diarrhea without you.

 

 

so someone had a birthday she will never forget....

 

 

the tent was a success even though we cheated and used my parents' pop up beach tent.

at the end of the day we had a ceiling fan to contend with and no other spot for it.

the tent ended up being H U G E but it was perfect.

 

this is how it started:

mike had to blow beach sand off the tent with his blow hole.

just kidding it was a leaf blower.

 

 

once it was cleaned off he popped it down and popped it back up inside...

 

 

i put down a bunch of throw rugs as the base and then just layered sheets, blankets, comforters, mattress pads etc..

anything soft and squishy was fair game.

(this step had to be taken apart and repeated bc i realized on thursday when i was laying all the rugs and blankets out that i would have to wait to do this step otherwise i would risk having to clean cat shit off of every single one, so i did this step last but if you don't have cats i recommend you do this step first.)

 

then it was time for lights and stars..

fiona and i made the stars and mike hung them.

 

then it was time for the top and sides of the tent.

my goal was to make it look less like a wedding tent and more like a bohemian tent..

 

i used clothespins to attach every last sheet, tablecloth, duvet cover and large piece of fabric i had.

i started with the sides..

 

i created a little opening on the side for escaping that they could close when they wanted to.

 

i layered all the sides first..

 

then the top..

 

 

i just worked my way around like i did with the sides.

 

 

 

as a last bit of decoration fiona and i hung some pictures from coloring books she had done.

sort of like a banner.

 

 

 

a tv and dvd player were installed..

 

once the girls arrived and jizzed all over the tent we got in the car..

 

(kate, fiona and esther)

 

went to fernbank..

 

 

a couple of playgrounds..

 

 

then home..

for nuggets, tater tots, kale salad (i try) and movies in the tent...

 

 

 

and pony painting..

 

and then finally, AT 11:15!!!  sleep.

 

the next morning there were dadcakes with nutella..

 

and then a run around the neighborhood..

 

around 10 am they turned into mobwives season 1 and season 2.

and i had to send esther and kate on their way.

 

just kidding.

truth be told it was mine who started to act like drita.

the other two were perfect.

 

all in all this party was a HUGE success.

the perfect number of humans.

no more than 3 i say.

including your own.

 

i would do this again a million times.

but next time i will for sure try to hide the white on the inside of the tent with more fabric or sheets or whatever..

it was the only part of the tent that bugged me.

i just didn't have anything left.

 

anyway..

if you are considering a tent for whatever reason i highly recommend it.

since saturday we have had dinner every night as a family in the tent and fiona and i have watched 2 movies together.

 

not sure when we will take it down.

maybe never.

or until the first cat pees on it.

 

 

 

happy new year!

 

TWO sneak peeks!!!!!!!!

  

 

 

and

 

 

fiona's headboard.

 

more on that and the tent after the new year.

i am officially signing off until probably tuesday.

maybe wednesday.

 

 

have a safe and happy new year's eve and a relaxing and lovely new year's day.

i will be knee deep in giggling little girls and chicken nuggets.

that's what he said.

 

cheers to a GREAT year...

and even greater ones to come.

thank you internet friends.

 

butt love,

 

palate cleanser i think

 is anyone there?

 

hello?

 

no one reads blogs anymore?

 

what the fuck assholes?

 

just kidding.

 

i was in need of some refreshing white spaces.

and that means you are too bc i am a fucking mind reader...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

get the look...

 

 

1. hampton sofa/2. burlap pressed pot/3. bisque porcelain logs/4. patch NYC flower art/5. bodega table lamp

6. white cowhide/ 7. white wine carafe/8. stepping outside table/9. suede blanc candle

10. taper shade sconce/11. matteo tat bedding/12. lemon cypress cone

 

 

happy presents for poor people day!

isn't that what boxing day is?

the day when rich english people would give their servants leftover food and shit?

here, have our meat scraps and a few pieces of myrrh and some pine needles from our tree..

it's christmas afterall!

now go iron my newspaper.

 

in honor of boxing day i give you my inspiration file scraps...

shit that i wish i could shove in a box and leave outside your quarters with a pair of my shoes for shining.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

those are some ridiculous scraps.

 

 

happy boxing day.

and happy birthday mom.